Bit late this morning; bloody work.
An off road trail type race has just been refused permission to go ahead in the Waitakere ranges for reasons of 'social displacement'. What the f***ing hell is that? Bureaucratic obfuscation in the form of uninteligible language is what that is. Those who would rule our lives regard it as the AK47 of their armamentarium - a universal get you out if trouble device that has lethal fire power both at close quarters and at long range that can be used at any time. This race is for about 450 idiots who want to run from Whatipu to Muriwai Beach through the bush (God knows why, there are perectly good tar sealed roads that can easily deliver the same result) using mainly already designated tramping tracks. The land is owned by DoC (what a surprise), and the Waitakere and Rodney Councils. You would have thought there was enough bureaucratic input there for 45km of bush track, but no. These worthies think the race is OK. But along trots the Auckland Regional Council (Parks Divison) and says there has not been enough public consultation (the trenching tool to the AK47) and the event will cause 'social displacement'. Head of the Park Nazis is none other than Sandra Coney. Just when you think you have finally managed to slip the 1080 into the meusli supplies of these pratts they get recycled; year after year after year and pop up in the most unlikely places their interfering busybody agendas to push.
While we are on councils I see the Auckland mob's business class junket around the world has reported back on the way forward for Auckland. We have got for our $85,000 fourteen pages of nonsense. Fourteen pages is about five thousand words which is considerably shorter than most of the assignments my younger daughter has to produce for first her year undergraduate papers. Presumably 'Ratepayer Rort 101' doesn't require such academic rigor. At $6,000 a page we get such gems as building a model of the CBD so the ratepayer can get a better idea of the plans for the future. There is also an idea that pedestrians should get priority over those who drive their Hummer to the theatre for tickets. Are we surprised that Bruce Trotsky Hucker feels the report is a 'valuable contribution', or some such meaningless guff, to Auckland's future. You know how to get rid of them.
Garth George has been looking inside my mind, the cheeky bugger. He also has had a gutsful of being told what to do by nanny state. He also cannot stand the global warming nonsense, but this for slightly different reasons to mine; he bases his belief that it is all a load of nonsense on a deeply held religous faith and good on him for that. He also cannot stand the idea that 'they' will decide what is on offer in vending machines and that 'we', god forbid, cannot be allowed to make our own choice of which slot into which we place the coin. He also is appaled that Telly Tubby Marion Hobbs sees fit to ban the sale of fireworks (except to approved groups with a council permit, of course) because a few scrotes tie bangers to kittens. Ban things enjoyed by the majority instead of putting the people who can't be trusted with them in the slammer - that's the way. We'll control everything you do in life - and we've got thinking on our hit list - if its the last thing we do. Get rid of them and leave me alone. Off to the Red Shed for some sparklers and it's my business what I do with them; I have a few ideas.
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